When Eren gets home from the bar, a flash of headlights blinds him for a moment.
He doesn’t pay attention to the man who exits the vehicle, takes a long drag of his cigarette, and watches as he enters his apt building and notes the unit’s lights that turns on.
Eren makes it to first base huffing loudly, psyched he at least hit the ball in his first college baseball game.
His coach approaches from behind to touch him gently on the hip and say (at shoulder level), “great job,” for the first time ever. “Now don’t fuck this up, brat.”
Somehow Levi is both still living and the king of hell, and he has a special punishment for a particularly naughty boy who pursued mass genocide on earth
Eren must clean every inch of hell in a maid dress, and if he misses a spot, he gets his ass smacked for each child he killed